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Chapter 39 Lu Jingchen Suspects Yun Xianghuan's True Identity
Everyone else focused on Yun Xianghuan and waited for her to answer.

Yun Xianghuan's eyelashes fluttered, he glanced at their curious faces, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Wood carving?" Horror, she often needs to wear a mask.

Most of the masks she wears are made of wood by herself.

Yu Yousang's answer to Yun Xianghuan was a little novel and somewhat lacking in interest, "Ah...it's a craft again?" Wood carving is just something for children, and it doesn't really help them.

The others reacted similarly to Yu Yousang.

Except Lu Jingchen.

He held his breath suddenly, stared at Yun Xianghuan's side face with deep eyes, and couldn't help reaching his chest with one hand, and touched a small irregular object that was a bit harsh through his clothes.

It was a miniature wooden sculpture a little shorter than the little finger, a gift from a little girl, and he had been carrying it with him for ten years.

As if to satisfy his selfish desire and possession, Lu Jingchen seldom reveals the small wooden carvings.

Yun Xianghuan could actually carve wood.

Is it a coincidence?

Yun Xianghuan...

Yu Yousang nuzzled, "Do you have any other hobbies besides handicrafts?"

Yun Xianghuan added firewood to the fire, and one of them happened to be bamboo. Her expression was slightly dazed, and when her eyes fell, she cast a beautiful silhouette, with a bit of nostalgia in her eyes, "Flute." Her mother taught her to play the flute. When Yun Xianghuan was a child, he liked to play with the flute, playing it from time to time.

There are also pan flutes made of bamboo, and harmonicas of some ages.

It's a pity that she hasn't touched the flute, flute, or qin for a long time.

Yu Yousang: "Ah! Really?! Sangsang likes the flute. The music played with the flute is the most ethereal and crisp. But we don't have flutes here. It's a pity. Ke Shijue has done his best if he can play drum music. I'm so strong..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Jingchen, who was sitting, stood up abruptly. He was 1.8 meters tall and had a sense of oppression. This made the sitting people feel a little uncomfortable, so they looked at him in unison, with doubts in their eyes.

Lu Jingchen's handsome and gloomy face was tense, his expression was indescribably cold and stiff, his lips were pressed into a straight line, as if he wanted to say something, even a lot of words, but he didn't say anything in the end, leading him With a machete, he quickly left the shelter and went to the forest ahead.

Everyone was stunned and puzzled.

Yun Jiaojiao didn't understand what happened, after she greeted her, she got up and hurriedly chased after her.

……

Lu Jingchen's mind was very confused, and his hands were shaking a little due to his emotions.

He barely stopped until he was within a few tens of meters of the shelter.

Standing next to a big tree, Lu Jingchen was rubbing a thin straw stick in his hand. He was addicted to cigarettes, and at this moment, he went crazy and wanted to smoke a cigarette to relieve his emotional pressure.

He didn't understand why so many little girl coincidences could be found in Yun Xianghuan.

Not afraid of snakes, knows how to weave rabbits, likes fireflies, carries bamboo baskets, knows all kinds of mushrooms and wild vegetables, knows how to carve wood and even has a flute...

Estimated according to the time, the little girl is about this age...

"Brother Chen, what's the matter with you, I think you don't look very well." Yun Jiaojiao took Lu Jingchen's arm and appeared beside him, raised her face, frowned, very worried.

Lu Jingchen turned his head to look at her, and his eyes fell on Yun Jiaojiao's face, and then he regained consciousness.

There was a lot of complexity in his heart, and there was something indescribable in his mouth.

He actually suspected Yun Xianghuan's real identity just now, and suspected that Yun Xianghuan was a little girl when he was a child.

But how is it possible.

He was really bewildered.

Even though a high fever made him forget the girl's appearance, he also clearly knew that the little girl was not like Chang Yun Xianghuan, and his little girl didn't have black scars like birthmarks or scars on her face.

It is said that such traces appeared on Yun Xianghuan's face since childhood.

His girl is always clear and bright, Yun Xianghuan is not a little girl.

Lu Jingchen looked at Yun Jiaojiao, Yun Jiaojiao's right face was covered with a square of white gauze, her jet-black hair was draped obediently over her shoulders, her palm-sized face was pale, fragile and indescribably soft at the moment, making one's heart ache Compassion and protection desire.

He took a deep breath, threw away the stick in his hand and squeezed the center of his brows, his hoarse and sexy voice was gloomy and tired, "It's nothing, I'm just a little worried about the next situation."

It turned out to be like this, Yun Jiaojiao's eyebrows were affectionate, and she said without thinking: "Brother Chen, you don't have to worry too much, we will definitely get through many difficulties, and you will definitely be the final winner. No matter what happens, I will support you to stand By your side."

Lu Jingchen was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Do you still remember what happened when we were young?"

Yun Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, she raised her hand and pinned a strand of hair behind her ear, her smile was imperceptibly unnatural, "Of course I remember, I still remember very clearly that before Brother Chen was rescued, Chen Brother didn't believe me at all, and even bit my hand, it hurt so much." She said with a coquettish grievance.

Yun Jiaojiao was gloomy and unhappy in her heart.

She was extremely irritable and recalled her childhood with Lu Jingchen, because it was when he and Yun Xianghuan were young.

She has long identified Lu Jingchen as her man, and what is going on with her man recalling other women's childhood? !
And she also doesn't like to wear this broken jade around her neck, it doesn't match her status at all, and the clothes are also ugly.

But there is no way, this is the token identified by the male protagonist Lu Jingchen, and it is a very important key prop.

Hearing Yun Jiaojiao mentioning this matter, what Lu Jingchen thought of was Yun Xianghuan biting his hand hard.

Yun Xianghuan bit very hard, wishing to bite off all the flesh in his palm, so until now there are still shallow marks on his hands.

Thinking of being bitten that day, he couldn't help but think of the unsightly marks on Yun Xianghuan's body in the clothes of a strange man.

Lu Jingchen's eyebrows frowned into Sichuan characters, and the scar on his forehead leaked his hostility.The irritability in my heart was mixed with an inexplicable fire.

Yun Xianghuan is not his little girl, Yun Xianghuan cannot be a little girl.

His little girl would never be so dissolute and shameless.

……

At night, Yun Xianghuan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep alone. She bit her lip and looked a little pained.

She felt that her right thigh was swollen and painful as if it was being burned by fire. At the same time, her whole body was still hot and cold, and she was drowsy.

Yun Xianghuan couldn't help sobbing softly after being tortured.

She realized that something was wrong with her, but now she couldn't check her situation in the dark night.

……

(End of this chapter)